RICK SPRINGFIELD - Beautiful Prize lyrics

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The father giveth, and the father taketh away<br>Johanna prays in her bed<br>He drinks his beer to the tv chatter<br>Thinks dark thoughts in his head<br>When the house that he keeps with his hard won pay<br>Is finally asleep after his brutal day<br>He turns his eyes on his beautiful prize<br>Johanna watches her door open just a crack<br>And a hand that once held her runs down the length of her back<br>Her fallen angel lies down on her bed<br>So much confusion in her beautiful head<br>Johanna closes her eyes<br><br>In a house full of secrets the truth doesn't matter<br>Johanna buries her shame and dreams of redemption<br>They just scatter, she grows numb to the pain<br>She can't remember how it was before<br>And she doesn't know who she is anymore<br>She's in disguise as his beautiful prize<br><br>Johanna watches her life from the outside<br>And she dreams that one day she'll fly free from this mess<br>She's a hawk trying to soar with a broken wing<br>And she doesn't talk anymore about anything<br>She just closes her eyes<br><br>She just can't stand his anger, she just can't bear his heat<br>She takes a long hard look at life on the street, yeah<br>In a house full of secrets the truth doesn't matter<br>And any dreams of salvation, they just shatter<br><br>Johanna watches the world from the outside,<br>And she dreams of the day she'll fly free from this mess<br>She doesn't know what she's waiting for<br>Cause there's nothing left in this house anymore<br>And in his eyes she's just a beautiful prize<br><br>Oh, johanna just a beautiful prize...<br>Yeah, johanna...<br>Oh, hanna...